A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 380: Exchange

"Alright, students, please leave in an orderly manner"

Professor McGonagall stood up to maintain order. After a crackling noise, the little wizards filed out of the auditorium, arguing endlessly with each other.

On the professor's seat, Felix opened the chair for Mrs. Maxim, "Oh, thank you." She stood up gracefully, and said softly: "Don't forget that you are the school director of Beauxbatons... You are always welcome Come to the carriage as a guest."

"As you wish, ma'am," Felix said with a smile.

He watched Mrs. Maxim leave with the students, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way. At this moment, Hagrid approached.

"Can you take me with you?"

"What?"

"When you are a guest, can... can you take me with you?" Hai Ge asked anxiously. He watched the tall figure disappear at the door of the auditorium with a fascinated expression: " I mean, yes, there is something wrong with those silver-maned horses, I need to ask."

Felix looked at him strangely.

Hagrid immediately stroked his hair and collar, "What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

"No," Felix said softly, "I'm worried about those horses." Who knows if Hagrid will actually let them have a "situation" just to make his lame excuse more real.

At this time, an angry voice came from the door

"Yes, that's Harry Potter. Have you seen enough?"

Felix looked for his reputation and saw the confrontation between Moody and Principal Durmstrang. Moody's fake eye seemed so terrifying that Karkaroff and the students around him turned pale.

But Karkaroff's reaction was obviously beyond normal limits, mixed with anger and deep-rooted fear. Felix is ​​no stranger to this expression, and many people have looked at him with the same look, so Karkaroff will next

"Back down?" Felix said playfully.

Sure enough, Karkaroff didn't bother him much, waved his hand as if avoiding the plague, and led his students away.

The students who were blocked in the back rushed to stand on tiptoes, looking over the shoulders of others to see the back of the Durmstrang delegation leaving.

"This night will not be peaceful," said Felix.

"Yeah, I guess some students will choose to sign up at night..." Hagrid echoed like sleepwalking, "By the way, do you have any good perfume recommendations?"

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"You think Karkaroff and Professor Moody knew each other?" Harry asked, following the crowd up the spiral staircase.

"That's right," Ron said affirmatively, "Look at their expressions, how obvious it is, I guess the two of them probably have old enemies."

They returned to the dormitory, and Dean stood guard at the door, seeming to hold back a smile, "Harry, I think you need to come over, there is a guest waiting for you..."

Harry walked over curiously, sniffing that Varun was sitting on his bedside table, in front of him were a bunch of delicate little things like Galleons, gold necklaces, thermostatic lockets, and gray hourglasses...

Looking at the stacked golden Garen, Ron couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Merlin's beard..."

Harry seemed to have thought of something. He squatted in front of Warren who was sniffing, and asked tentatively, "Which Muggle coin do you want to exchange with me?"

Xixiu nodded fiercely.

Ron laughed tremblingly, "Ouch!" He supported Neville's four-poster bed, almost tore down the curtains: "It, it has such a good memory. It has been two whole days since the first day of school. Yue, I haven't given up yet..."

Harry hesitated for a moment. That Muggle coin was the witness of his apparitions thousands of times. He kept it as a souvenir. Uncle Vernon gave it to him.

He dug out the coin from the box and handed it to Varun, "Here it is for you."

Xixi immediately took the coin, its two bright black eyes gleamed, and its small hand kept rubbing the sharp-edged coin. After a while, it seemed to have made up its mind, looked away, and pointed at Harry Pointing to the gadgets in front of him, motioned him to pick one.

"No need," Harry refused.

But Xixiu insisted that he pick one thing, otherwise the Great Demon King would know about it and he would not be able to talk about it to death.

"Chirp!"

It patted its chest, indicating that it was here to make a deal.

Harry pondered for a long time, his fingers kept moving, unable to make up his mind. Xixiu stared nervously at his hand, and finally that hand picked up the inconspicuous hourglass, "Huh~" Xixiu obviously breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

When Xixiu gathered his treasure and nimbly disappeared from their sight, Ron couldn't help feeling sorry for Harry: "Even if Garen is not needed, that locket is not bad, I heard Red and George said that the little box can keep the temperature constant in the most suitable range, so you don't have to wear a cloak in winter."

Harry shook his head, "This one is also good." He fiddled with the dusty hourglass a few times, and put it on the cabinet.

"Well," muttered Ron, "I doubt it's worth two Sickles, unless it's an antique..."

The next morning.

The students crowded together in a chaotic manner. At this time, a circle of thin gold lines appeared on the floor in the center of the hall, and the Goblet of Fire was placed on the sorting stool, standing between the gold lines.

"They are too blatant." Hermione said with a look of shock. In front of her, the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan were eager to try, each holding a small bottle filled with a shallow layer of transparent liquid.

She looked away from the crowd, and Professor Haipu was standing not far away, leaning against the wall, looking at them with a half-smile.

"Just one drop," Fred drank the aging potion excitedly, "we are only a few months away."

"That's right, let us set an example for you." George drank the potion and said to Harry and Ron.

Hermione immediately glared at Harry and Ron.

The two turned their heads guiltily, each of them had a small bottle of aging agent hidden in their pockets, Ron said falteringly: "We have prepared your share, Hermione, do you need it..."

Hermione was so angry that she turned her head away from them.

Harry didn't speak, but when things came to an end, he hesitated instead. He couldn't help asking himself: If Fred and George were really successful, should I put their names in it?

The twins stepped into the age limit and waved to the smiling Felix.

"We love you, Professor," said Fred.

For a split second, Hermione thought they had succeeded, but then she heard a hiss and the twins were thrown out of the golden circle, and Lee jordan pulled back his striding leg in horror.

The twins got up from the ground with an "ouch", and the people around them laughed loudly. They had long white beards growing on their chins. Even the twins themselves couldn't help laughing.

Felix came over from the wall, looked at them carefully, and said teasingly: "I heard that Miss Fawcett of Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers of Hufflepuff were sent to the school hospital this morning. I just feel that there must be little wizards who don't believe in evil. So I deliberately stayed here to see..."

Fred and George looked at him plaintively, the beards fluttering from their chins, not to mention how comical they were.

"I reminded you ~IndoMTL.com~ Dumbledore appeared in the hall and said in a low, amused tone. He came up close and, looking at the twins' shiny white beards, said: "There Find anything, Felix? "

"No one succeeded, a second-year little wizard threw a ball of paper into it, and was spat out by the Goblet of Fire..."

It may be that the demonstration effect of the Weasley twins is too obvious. After the morning episode, there are no more young wizards who are not old enough to try to cross the age limit.

The students of Hogwarts watched helplessly as the preparatory warriors from the other four schools lined up to throw their names into the Goblet of Fire. The blue and white flames on the cup licked their fingers, burning violently and turning red , the starting point of splashing sparks.

"Where are our people?" A little wizard asked eagerly.

"Here we come!"

Another young wizard said excitedly that Cedric, Roger Davis, Collins Foley, and Angelina walked over together, followed by the selected students.

One by one, they threw the notes into the Goblet of Fire, with expectant expressions on their faces.